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#yourdemons
Warm coffee Cold days wrapped in your arms feel you wheeze when you breathe like the leaky pipes in my apartment Cold coffee sunny days do you love me Waking up barefoot, tiptoeing on my creaky bones Just like I walk on old wood floors Im not a home Cause you don't love me Perhaps because i cant hear my pipes or floorboards
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Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
Walk on Me